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BLITM1T1LLM (ARK.) COURIER IfEWS PAGE SEVEN OUR IOARDING HOUSI — wittt M.jer Heople "fl ALSO THAT #U FELL OFF YOUR STOOL, ArJD V CORNER, K6YEO DP LIKE ROCKKlE FOOTBALL T6AW, ERT;CONFID6N)T, PRIMCD-/^ OR The ttLL.'— IWASIN* DK60ST VWEfJ THE AfMXMCER FOR THE KILL THAT Voue OUT OUR WAY |y J. R. WllltaM FAULT AMP BROKE* POJT WORK OH TH6 SLICK UNOtSUM, SO rM <SVIN6 HIM AHANCV The Angry Hills By L«on M. Uric <5> 1955 by Leen M. Urn. Used by arran«enient «t* R««f*m HMM. hie. Distrlbrted bv NEA I O NLY live <tay» ego the KifiMil Hotel had been •Irriost deserted. Now it bulged with British Empire troops. In the lobby a crowd in khaki uniforms set up a steady bass hum in the variety of tongue* of an international army. The uniforms were of the same drab wool but the shoulder patches told a story of the gathering of Aussie* and Britons and New Zealanders nnd Arabs and Cyprians and Palestinians. From the bar, which stood to the right of the lobby, there came a continuous tinkk of glasses intermittently punctuated by the clang and sliding drawer of the cash register. Over in trie corner by the window, * tone civilian sat slumped in an overstuffed chair, oblivious ol the huatte and bustle about him. His feet were propped on the window (ill, his hat was shoved down over his eyed and an unlit pipe hung upside down from his teeth He wore an expensive but unpressed tweed suit which looked quite in place, and bis he«V7 woo! tie was loosened at the throat. He was neither awake nor aclceo—he ww a study in boredom. Perhaps, if you moved in literary circlet or wore just an avid reader of minor hovels, you would recognize him. Michael Morrison, an American, was one of tho«e "bread-and-butter" writers found on every publisher's list. A writer with a small but faithful band of readers which grew slightly with each new work. The income from his four books had been augmented by regular contributions to magazines and he had written himself into a steady and comfortable income bracket. Morrison's rise was the typical writer's story of many years of struggle for acceptance, bitter disappointments and the rest of the frustrations and fears that plague that supposedly charmed profession. Even at the age of 35 he showed traces of his earlier athletic career, for his six-foot frame carried some 200 pounds with obvious ease. Although his Jace retained a little oJ the eternal boyish look, there were also unmistakable etchings of hardness and cynicism. In »". Michael • Morrison bore a remarkable resemblance to the public's con. ception at a writer. He e*»d his w«y through the erowd out to tht lidtwalk and stood it the' curb for itvtrtl momenta looking (or a taxi. Tht trip to Greece had fanned tht bitter embtn of memory into a flame. How otter had he and ' hi. wilt planntd tht tripl Thty had talktd at it for yt«rs. It w»i to htvt bt«n the hontymoon they never had. Ellit's uncle, • Greek Importer, had left h«r i legacy of >omt 1*000. But each . year something ntw arose to prt- vent their taking tht trip. Whtn at lait tht plans for tht trip began to take rt») form- then txplodtd IB an automobile accident In tht'fog on the Golden . Qatt Bridge. SUIt h»d bt«t killed instantly. There were months of full! ol utur detpoctdtncy, lonellnw ! and ft«r of tlMp btcauit of tht nlghtmirw. And th«n the flow murrtotloa, with tht htlp ol Wa ptrenti and many good frlendi but, mainly, through tht lovt tor bit yowl Ml and daUghltr Ht would lav* WH UM - •<TT; "I wouM deem It a treat favor If you took extra precautions. The document does have great value." n Greece for many more years. His bank and agent advised him o claim the inheritance as quickly as possible as the Euro- >ean situation was becoming nore and more uncertain. "Petraki, 17," he told the cab driver and they whisked away oward Athens. Now, nearly everyone in Athens had a rela- ive in America and this driver was no exception. In this par- icular case it was a brother in Ileveland. ' f ' THE cab came to a halt in Iront ot the outsteed yellowstone louse at Petraki, 17, Morrison laid the driver and thanked him or the most Interesting discussion and crossed the street. The brass knocker beat a thunder through the ancient mansion of Fptis Stergiou. In a moment ts equally ancient butler, Tassos, led him into the home of he attorney. Tassos rapped softly, then ushered him into the office of Mr. Stergiou. The old man looked up from his all-encompassing desk and smiled a wrinkled smile of recognition. He was a quaint old duck. A shock of gray hair stood straight up from his head, a large scarf was wrapped around his shoulders and a pair of square- cut glasses were balanced pre* cariously on the tip of his nose. "Aha. my American writer friend, i. 'ght on time, as usual," « greeted Mike and waved to a seat. "Coffee, please. Tassos," his aigh-pitched voice ordered. He dug through the stacks of papers on his desk and found the brief. As he opened the folder and thumbed through it, .Mike once again found himself staring at the magnificent black pearl ring on the wrinkled little anger of ihe attorney. "How much longer?" 'Mike asked. •Always in a hurry, you American!. 'One might get the Idea you don't like our country." "I have a plane for London in tht morning." THE old m«n tapped his pipe empty in the ash tray, paused reflectively a moment, then spoke. "Mr. Morrison, 1 wonder if I could ask a favor of a personal nature?" 'If I can help." 'I have a document, one of great importance to i client of mint. With things so disrupted thtM day» I am * bit hesitant to ust the m«!l«. I wonder if you would mind dtUvtring it foe me personally In London?* "CtrUinly. I'd bt most happy to." ' Tht old man reached Into an liuldt pocket of hli smoklni jacktt and withdrew t imall whltt envelope Not much of a document, Morrison thought Sttrglou htld it In hli hand for Mvtrtl Mcoitdi, thtn handtd it to Mike. It bore a London address to one Sir.Thomas Whitley. "Normally," the old man apologized, "I wouldn't ask, but there is a great deal involved lor my client and with the chaos of the day ..." Mike grinned. "Nothing a bit off color, by any chance?" "Oh, you writers all have suspicious natures. No, nothing like that but a bit out of channels, if you know what 1 mean. I would deem it a great favor if you took extra precautions. The document does have great value." Morrison slipped the envelope into his breast pocket "I'll guard it with my life." "Please do," Stergiou said, and they both laughed. Tassos crept into the solarium and plugged a phone in beside his master. The attorney spoke iriefl- and replaced the receiver .nth a sigh. "I am terribly sorry, Mr. Morrison. They are literally ;wamped at the bank. It will be leveral hours before they will be able to get the releases over." 'I hope nothing fouls up." 'I assure you I'll stay right with it. The bank is working around the clock. Everyone is ;rying to get his money out of Greece these days. Could you re,urn at—let's say eight o'clock— :hat will give us a safe edge in "Yes, certainly." » • * STERGIOU ushered Morrison down the long, statue-filled corridor and they exchanged good- >ys. The instant the door closed, Stergiou spun about and shui- led quickly down the corridor and into his office. A stocky man, sporting a huge walrus mustache and bundled in an English mackintosh, sat behind Stcrgiou's desk. Did you give it to him?" the man asked. Stergiou paced nervously before the desk. "Yes, I gave it to him, Major Wilken." Major Howe-Wilken of British intelligence arose and walked to window and clasped his lands behind him. "Soutar and [ have been under surveillance from the moment we landed in Greece. It my guess is right, Konrad Heisler is hiding out somewhere in Athens this minute directing their operation. If he is, Mr. Stergiou, our liv« aren't worth a snuff." "Then why didn't you pass the list to your military for delivery?" 'I regret to inform you that the situation at headquarters is one of utter confusion. I wouldn't wager that the military could get the King of Greece out of tht country." 'Then, our American friend, Mr. Morrison, will deliver tht list tor ut. Just a precaution, mind you. Fortunately he It above suspicion." S^ UlBlC.M.M.011 £1we »j «t* *****•• "Why don't you get one that gives dog bbcuftt J-IT f^-^v T.M. hf. UJ. F«t Wt "Th« troubto i« going hom»—prrtty wtathtr *«r« too'' Bobolink is a corruption of Bo Lincoln, the name given the bird because its call was thought to sound like "Bob Lincoln." 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